Reborn Regent of Ming Dynasty

"Have you done a game with them? Damn it, I really don't know how good our cavalry team is?"

A group of cavalry jumped off their horses one after another, and they also lay down on the ground to listen.This kind of kung fu, after a certain period of time on the battlefield, is a job that everyone can master.

Hearing that there were not many chasing riders, these guys' thoughts became alive.

Going deep into the enemy's territory this time, everyone was full of bird spirits.Although they were all men who were born and died, they saw a lot of dead people. Before fighting the Qing army, pirates, bandits, thieves, these evil guys killed a lot, and they also saw a lot of people who were killed by them.

But the whole village and town were massacred, and the corpses covered the ground densely, and the blood was coagulated, which can be seen very clearly after a long time, especially the murder, regardless of age, almost a whole family of people were killed on the ground. In his own home, such a scene still aroused the boundless killing desire of these men. [

Tartars should be killed, only dead Tartars are good Tartars!

These days, I have always traveled between villages and towns, seen too many tragic scenes, and avoided many Tatar soldiers. Today, there are suitable opponents and suitable battlefields, and almost everyone is a fighter. full of meaning.

"Okay, let's have a talk with them."

As the chief official, Zhu Wangli, of course, would not be arrogant.But they were always being chased around by the Tartars like a rabbit. They couldn't go deep into Dongchang Mansion, and they couldn't maneuver to the north. This time, they came out with almost no results... They didn't even see the shadow of the Tartar camp. with.

No matter how much this tartar bluffs and lies about the number of people, there must be tens of thousands of people on one wing, right?

Tens of thousands of people marching together is boundless, the number of flags is too numerous to count, the camp has to be several miles in size, and the Han people have to be plundered as slaves to work hard... But these Zhu Wangli and his gang have no I didn't see it, the main force of the Tartars disappeared without a trace, and the cavalry on the periphery formed a big impenetrable net. Just as I wanted to go deeper today, they set up a cover for them to drill , Now the enemy cavalry are chasing non-stop, obviously the horses have rested longer than theirs, if they continue to run like this, if the horsepower runs out, if the enemy cavalry is still chasing non-stop, then their situation will be very dangerous!

"Tao Shouzhuo, Yu Zeping, Zhang Fu, you three, take these guys and lead us into formation, Chen San, Wang Dalei, you guys, use throwing spears, Li Shi, you guys, follow me on the two wings, After throwing the gun, we will rush up and chop the motherfucker!"

Having been on the battlefield for a long time, this row of cavalry almost feels like a family. Zhu Wangli understands the strengths and longevity of each subordinate.Tao Shouzhuo was a few of them, and they lived steadily, but they suffered from lack of arm strength, long weapons were difficult to use, and they were not very good at throwing spears, so Zhu Wangli opened the package on the side of his belly horse, and took out three things that looked like firecrackers.

It is said to be like a firecracker, but there is no fire door clamp, and there is no such thing as a matchlock. It is just gunpowder and bullets, but it is custom-made, and everyone has a copy.

"Boss, what is this?"

Seeing the aiming sight, the three cavalry thought it was a firecracker, but without the fire clip and matchlock, it was very strange.Moreover, the firecracker is really short, about half the length of the Fushan firecracker, not much longer than the Saber Saber, but the barrel is thicker, so it looks like it can hold a lot of propellant.